I found a dead fly on the ground and while sweeping and Scott was shocked I was going to throw it away...
Scott: Don't throw it away.
Me: Why not?
Scott: I wanna keep it.
Me: Where would you keep it?
Scott: In my room I guess.
Me: It's kinda gross- it's dead.
Scott: Yeah- but I like it's legs- it's got nice legs- they're pretty. (What the?!?!)
Me: Really??
(A minute later he told me he'd changed his mind and that I could throw it away.)
Ewwwwwww- my kids are just a little strange- they must get it from there dad.
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